It's going down!

We met during our 8th grade math class; I was the class clown, he was the quiet new kid. We did not like each other AT ALL. He thought I was obnoxious and I didn't give him the time of day. Fast forward to sophomore year of high school, we reconnected and I knew I'd make him mine. After a first date at Moe's, and a sweet walk home holding hands, we started dating. The rest is history.

On our first trip to Disney as fully-fledged adults, (heyo 21+) Kris strategically hid my engagement ring in his bag/ pants pocket for 2 days. Our second day in Florida, we went to Magic Kingdom, and I stood in line for Starbucks for 45 minutes while Kris anxiously waited outside with my ring in his pocket. After I obtained my green tea, we went to take our obligatory "front of the castle picture." One minute I have my arm around Kris, he was shaking a little, and the next he's on one knee asking me to marry him. I ugly cried, and we got some great photos out of it. Who knew the happiest place on earth could become even more magical?